Dao Xuan withdrew his gaze from the heavens.
Below, though the Human Ancestral Land was scarred beyond recognition and Calamity Qi had yet to disperse,
the eyes of the more than five hundred thousand survivors had already ignited with unyielding fire.
Though their homeland had been destroyed, the spark remained.
The heaviness in Dao Xuan's heart finally eased somewhat.
He did not hurry to leave.
The human race had just endured a great calamity, and everything awaited reconstruction.
Though Suiren, Youchao, and Zhisheng had received a Saint's treatment, their origins were still depleted.
Of the eight hundred Golden Immortals, more than half had fallen, while the rest were all wounded.
Thus, Dao Xuan remained behind.
Together with several disciples, Ao Guang, and part of the Dragon Clan Elites, he temporarily stationed himself by the Eastern Sea.
Dao Xuan sat at the center.
Above his head, his auspicious cloud churned, the Three Flowers swayed, and the Five Qi circulated.
The Mysterious Yellow Ruler hovered overhead, releasing streams of Merit Golden Light that enveloped the Human Ancestral Land.
Wherever the golden light reached, Calamity Qi, fiendish aura, and resentment were slowly purified, while the wounds of the earth healed faster.
Life gradually sprouted amid the ruined walls and rubble.
Gourd Baby, Six-Eared, Golden Peng, and Yuan Chi were not idle either.
Though Gourd Baby possessed the temperament of a child, his magic power ran deep.
He raised the Seven-Colored Gourd and sprayed forth life-creating sweet rain, nourishing the wounded clansmen.
The sweet rain fell like a shower, brimming with vigorous vitality.
Bathed in it, the clansmen's injuries healed and their spirits were lifted.
Six-Eared was calm and steady.
Holding the Xuanhuang Merit Staff, he patrolled the outskirts of the human race.
The Myriad Laws Listening Bell hung from his waist, keeping watch